ouldn't be enough to draw so many prominent figures from both the political and business worlds of Spring River to attend his birthday party. The reason lies in the fact that he has a good younger bro...MALLy heard the sound and turned her head. To her surprise, Xiang Tian hadn't left. He was standing less than ten meters away from her, and he was walking towards her with big strides.

Her tear-stained face suddenly lit up with ecstasy, and she cried out, "Brother Tian, save me!"

Xu Wei saw the sky, his legs trembled involuntarily, he instinctively clamped his legs together, as if there was a real pain in his groin.

He quickly turned his head and rushed to the Toyota car, saying to Niu Dachang inside: "Brother Chang, that boy is Xiangtian. He beat several of us this afternoon."

Niu Dachang pushed open the car door and walked down, swaying back and forth, blocking Xiang Tian.

"Well, well, if it isn't you again." He recognized Xiang Tian and sneered, "What is it this time Come to play hero again Nobody's going to save you today."

At the same time, two tall and stout men came out of a Toyota car. They were exactly the two henchmen that Xiangtian had met at Tonghe Hospital. Just like that day, they stood on either side of Niu Dachang.

"If you don't want to get beaten, release the person immediately." Xiang Tian said in a low voice.

"Well, you've got some guts!" Niu Dachang laughed, pulling out a cigarette and putting it in his mouth. The thin man beside him immediately lit it for him.

Let out a mouthful of smoke, Niu Dachang's face revealed a trace of a ferocious smile, and whispered: "I did him."

The fat man on his left suddenly kicked out, aiming at Xiang Tian. This guy looked quite plump, but his movements were surprisingly fluid. After missing with his kick, he quickly crouched down and launched a sweeping leg attack that seemed completely incongruous with his hefty build.

Tian didn't know, these two generals, the fat one named Jia Dahu and the thin one named Jia Erhu, were Niu Dachang's left and right arms. It was because of them that Niu Dachang gained fame in Chunjiang and occupied a large territory.

These two people were absolutely loyal to Niu Dachang, they practically followed him everywhere. With them around, even though Niu Dachang went through several dangerous situations over the years, he managed to turn every danger into safety and ultimately came out unscathed.

It is rumored that they had once learned Kung Fu at Shaolin Temple, possessing genuine martial arts skills. This allowed them to be invincible and make great contributions to Niu Dachang's success.

He saw that this fat man was skilled in martial arts. He didn't rush to attack, but instead dodged while constantly understanding the kind of footwork he had just learned these days. At the same time, he carefully watched every move of this fat man and constantly studied his weaknesses.

According to Xia Meng, martial arts training isn't just about solitary practice and relentless effort behind closed doors. It also involves sparring with others, learning how to use force effectively in combat, and discerning the real from the fake moves of your opponent to exploit their weaknesses and defeat them with a single strike. Such genuine, hands-on sparring is actually the best learning opportunity, and Tian wouldn't miss out on it for the world.

The fat man grew stronger with each strike, continuously retreating backwards, it seemed the fat man was gaining the upper hand. Niu Dachang's men cheered loudly, laughing uncontrollably.

"Big Tiger is awesome, he beat that kid so badly!"

"Big Tiger, smash him into a meat paste!"

"Big Tiger, if you win, I'll treat you to some flower wine."

As if infected by these people's laughter, Jia Dahu roared, a thick hand suddenly grabbed Xiangtian's waistband, and another hand locked onto Xiangtian's arm, lifting him high.

Niu Dachang's men immediately shouted loudly, the crowd was agitated.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The shouts were deafening. Mali, caught in the center, saw the heavenly banner being held high above her head. Her face paled, and a look of terror flashed in her eyes. As the fat man roared, she saw the banner about to be thrown out, and she closed her eyes tightly in fear.

Just then, Xiang Tian's two feet suddenly clamped onto Jia Dahu's fat head. With a nimble flip forward, he not only avoided being flung out but also used the force to leap downward. Just as he was about to land, his two hands braced the ground and his legs suddenly exerted force, flinging the fat man out.

His two legs were filled with true dragon spiritual energy, like two large iron pincers. Jia Dahu was thrown high into the air, flipping three or four times before landing on the ground.

Bang!

His obese body landed squarely on a trash can, headfirst and feet-up like a fallen noodle. He twitched twice before going still.

Everyone was stunned into silence.

Malili peeked through her fingers, her face filled with surprise as she exclaimed, "Brother Tian, Brother Tian!"

Niu Dachang's face was grim, he let out a cold snort. The thin, tall Jia Erhu beside him also looked displeased. He drew a short knife from his back waist, holding it in his reverse grip, and took step by step toward Tian.

This man was tall and muscular, with a fierce look in his eyes. The moment he grasped the dagger, a chilling aura of murderous intent emanated from him. Xiang Tian couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. He felt a chill run down his spine; this man very well might have killed before.

His judgment was not wrong. Jia Erhu and Jia Dahu's external martial arts were different. He was skilled in using short blades, with agile steps, running like a cat prowling at night, taking the path of assassination. When Niu Dachang first started his business, it was he who helped Niu Dachang assassinate the original underworld boss of Dongcheng District. Later, he helped Niu Dachang solve many enemies, with no less than five murder cases on his back, truly a ruthless killer.

This fellow had a sinister personality. He rarely spoke to anyone except Niu Dachang, and his eyes always held a menacing glint, like those of a cobra poised to strike, striking fear into the hearts of all who met him. So while Niu Dachang's men dared to joke around with Jia Dahu, they kept their distance from this man, as far away as possible.

In a flash of blade, Jia Dahu's short knife, like a bolt of lightning, tore through the darkness and slashed towards Xiang Tian's neck. The silvery edge gleamed under the moonlight, appearing chillingly cold and terrifying, just like a viper's fangs.

Malili was so frightened that she closed her eyes again, her heart pounding wildly as she prayed to the heavens.

Although the celestial dragon's spirit protects Xiang Tian, he hasn't yet reached the state of being invulnerable to blades and weapons. If his carotid artery were cut by a blade or if the blade were coated with poison, he would die.

He took a large step back, his eyes fixed on Jia Dahu's feet. He had already keenly observed that this Jia Dahu's footwork was very agile, even surpassing Xia Meng's.

Jia Dahu seemed to have anticipated Xiangtian's retreat, his feet never faltering. He bent down and rushed towards Xiangtian with incredible speed. His steps were quite peculiar; instead of a direct charge, he veered in an arc, appearing to dash past Xiangtian's side.

But a sense of danger suddenly rose in Xiang Tian's heart, and in haste, she instinctively lowered her head.

The icy blade grazed his scalp, shearing off a strand of hair.

With almost no pause, the short blade cut a graceful arc through the air, aiming once more for Xiangtian's neck.

This is a life-or-death battle. The slightest misstep could lead to death without rebirth.

He didn't dare to be careless facing the attack from above. At a critical moment, he used the Iron Bridge technique. Although he couldn't achieve Xia Meng's level of lying flat across his body, he managed to dodge the fatal blow just in time.

With a flash of his blade, he sidestepped, rolling like a lazy donkey to the side. He dropped to one knee, squinting and staring intently at Jia Erhu.

A chill ran down his chest. He looked down and saw a gash over a foot long on his T-shirt. If the knife had gone just a little lower, it would have pierced his chest cavity.

Oh, crap. I'm so pissed. I'm done playing with him. For crying out loud, this t-shirt was bought for him by Xiaolaji, and now look at it – ruined by this jerk.

Unlike before, since Jia Erhu made his move, the scene has been eerily silent. Even though Jia Erhu was clearly in the lead, none of the hooligans dared to shout or make a sound.

But Niu Dachang was already suppressing the joy in his heart. He threw away his cigarette butt and stomped on it several times on the ground, then said in a deep voice: "Erhu, take care of him."

Jia Erhu didn't speak, his sword answered for him. With another step forward, the short blade in his hand slashed again at Xiang Tian's body.

Just when everyone thought Xiang Tian couldn't stop this blade, Xiang Tian moved too.

He suddenly darted towards Jia Erhu like a nimble cat, his feet changing directions constantly, his body swaying left and right, so fast that it made people's eyes dizzy, even creating afterimages.

This is a footwork technique called Lingxiao Step, recorded in the Heaven Thunder Palm Manual. It is said that when used in conjunction with the Heaven Thunder Palm, it can withstand attacks from almost anyone in the world.

Before, I didn't understand how to exert force and never learned the Sky-Soaring Steps. Recently, with Xia Meng's guidance, I gained a lot of insights on how to apply force. Coupled with my diligent practice of the Plum Blossom Stake for some time, I finally grasped the key to it. Although I haven't mastered all one hundred and eight steps in the Sky-Soaring Steps, I can now take seven or eight steps. These seven or eight steps are enough to deal with Jia Erhu.

Jia Erhu's eyes widened in shock. This was the first time he had shown such an expression since fighting against Xiangtian, even when Xiangtian had just killed Jia Dahu, he hadn't been this shocked.

The distance of hundreds of meters vanished in the blink of an eye. The two figures swiftly approached each other, and then, before the audience's eyes, a flash of blades—the two individuals seemingly made no contact at all, yet both dashed forward in opposite directions.

There was no sound, no movement. The two of them were kneeling on one knee, silently on the ground.

Suddenly, Jia Erhu's body went limp and he fell to the ground. While Tian slowly stood up, his cold eyes were fixed on Niu Dachang.

No one could see how he subdued Jia Erhu. This question hung over Niu Dachang and his men like a huge stone, pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.

Seeing Xiang Tian walking slowly towards him, Niu Dachang no longer had the calmness he once possessed. He couldn't help but take a step back and then shouted: "Charge together, take him down!"

A group of hooligans, like wolves and tigers, charged toward Tian. Their long swords and iron clubs smashed down on him relentlessly.

Toward the sky suddenly exerted force with his legs, his whole body like a human cannonball, crashing into the crowd. Two or three thugs cried out in pain and flew backward. Toward the sky also seized an iron rod, hitting anyone he saw.

In less than half a minute, all the thugs were lying on the ground.

Ma Lili excitedly ran to Xiangtian's side, still a little timid. She grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and said, "Brother Xiangtian, you are amazing!"

He glanced at Niu Dachang who stood there dumbfounded, and then sized up Ma Lili: "Are you alright"

Malili's clothes and hair were a bit messy, but she seemed unharmed otherwise.

Ma Lili nodded, and suddenly a hand grabbed her ankle. She let out a shriek and jumped into Xiang Tian's arms.

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you!" Xu Wei's face was contorted in rage. Though lying on the ground, he still desperately grabbed Mary Lily's feet and pulled with all his might.

He reached up to support Mary's slender waist, lifted his foot to step on Wei's hand, and roared, "Let go!"

With a slight exertion of his foot, Xu Wei cried out in pain and immediately released Mary's ankle.

Suddenly, a glint of silver flashed past the corner of Tian Yan's eye. He looked up and saw Niu Dachang throw a small knife straight at his chest, its blade cold and sharp. The distance was too close for him to dodge, so he could only frantically circulate his Zhenlong spiritual energy to protect his chest, hoping to block the blow.

"Be careful!"

Malorie beside him suddenly screamed, and intercepted the flying dagger before it could reach Xiang Tian.

Pfft!

The sound of the blade piercing flesh was dull and heavy. Xia Tian stared in disbelief, then looked down. The small knife had plunged straight into Mali's left chest.

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